After reading the whole case, Dugu Liancheng looked a little tired: "You are quite capable. You straightened everything out in a few days."
Mu Ci could hear the irony in his words, but didn't take it to heart. After all, the emperor's dissatisfaction with her didn't just happen in a day or two.
"Biqiao died because of the jealousy of these women, and I was the one who borrowed someone from you at the time. No matter what, I should seek justice for Biqiao." Mu Ci responded softly.
The irony in Dugu Liancheng's eyes became even stronger: "Really? If I remember correctly, you don't like Biqiao."
Precisely because he knew that Mu Ci didn't like Biqiao, he transferred Biqiao away from him for a while.
"It's one thing that I don't like her, but it's also a fact that she died because of me. I have a clear sense of grudges. I will repay my debts and I will collect debts from anyone who owes me." Mu Ci glanced at Dugu Liancheng.
I wonder if she was paranoid, but the emperor seemed to have something in his words.
When Dugu Liancheng heard this, he looked at Mu Ci and said nothing for a long time.
It seems that he also owes a debt to this woman. He ignored her wishes and made her a woman who could not see the light of day in the harem. So, is she always keeping this debt in mind and will one day get it back from him?
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For a moment, his mind wandered far away, and his head hurt again.
Mu Ci noticed that his face was a little pale and asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Dugu Liancheng pointed to his head: "I have a headache. It happens every now and then."
"I'll help you massage your head." Mu Ci said, going behind Dugu Liancheng and pressing the acupuncture points on his head: "You will get a headache if you don't get enough rest. You got up too early in the morning, maybe because of lack of sleep.
That’s what causes headaches.”
Under her massage, Dugu Liancheng's headache gradually disappeared.
Mu Ci stood behind him, and naturally he couldn't see Mu Ci's cold eyes.
"I feel better after being pressed by you a few times." Dugu Liancheng closed his eyes comfortably.
I don’t know whether it was a psychological effect or Mu Ci’s massage technique was so good that the headache symptoms were reduced a lot.
Finally, under Mu Ci's advice, he stopped reviewing the excerpts at night, went to bed early to rest, and fell asleep quickly.
Because it was still too early, Mu Ci felt no sleepiness, so he left the inner room and went for a walk in the flower garden.
"I have obtained the confession, what else is on your mind?" Sizhu noticed something was wrong with Mu Ci.
The empress has never shown her emotions openly, but today is obviously different from the past. The empress has clearly encountered some difficulties.
Mu Ci stared intently at the cold crescent moon in the sky and murmured softly: "It's obviously spring, but it's still a bit cold at night."
"Is your Majesty cold? I'm going to find some clothes." Sizhu said and walked away in a hurry.
When she came back, she found that the empress was still standing in her original posture, seemingly petrified.
"It's cold outside, I'd better go back to the house and rest early." Sizhu put a coat on Mu Ci.
"I can't sleep. Don't worry, the Ai family won't be cold." Mu Ci said, taking out the rouge button attached to her chest: "The Ai family has such a good thing, how can it be cold?"
Her health gradually improved, and Rouge Button should be the first to take credit.
Feeling the warmth in her palms, she took off the rouge button and placed it in her palms for a closer look. Under the moonlight, it exuded a faint brilliance.
This thing is extraordinary. If you look closely, it seems that there are red threads surging inside, like flowing blood.
"Your Majesty, it's better to wear it. If the Emperor finds out that your Majesty has taken it off again, he will probably get angry again." Sizhu reminded.
In fact, she could also see that the emperor was very kind to the empress. Except for the tit-for-tat confrontation between the emperor and the empress at the beginning, the emperor later gave in to the empress.
It is rare for a proud son like the emperor, who has a harem of three thousand people, to be as caring as he is to his empress.
But the empress never opened her heart to the emperor.
"This thing does not belong to the Ai family. Do you think the Ai family should return it to the emperor?" Mu Ci murmured silently.
It's not too late to look back now.
"You must not do this, it will anger the emperor." Sizhu immediately stopped him.
She still remembered what the emperor said last time, that there is no reason to take back things that are sent out. Since the emperor gave the rouge button to the empress, the owner of the rouge button is the empress.
Seeing that the empress was still distracted, she simply stepped forward and put the rouge button on her neck.
"Have you ever thought about following the emperor with peace of mind from now on? I always feel that the emperor will not let you down..." Sizhu said, carefully looking at Mu Ci's expression.
Mu Ci's eyes finally focused, and she laughed: "Is the relationship between the Ai family and the emperor a life worth living up to?"
Their relationship was just to get what each other needed. She was able to figure out her position, and she never thought that one day she and the emperor would achieve success.
And she thought that after a few days, she would finish all the things she wanted to do, and then leave this place of right and wrong.
"The emperor always treats the empress differently." Sizhu replied in a low voice.
Even so, the empress followed the emperor without any name or status. After all, it was the emperor who owed the empress.
"Stop talking, let's settle it earlier." Mu Ci didn't want to discuss this issue anymore.
She never thought about staying in the palace forever. As for what the emperor thought of her, it didn't matter at all. She just knew what she wanted.
Sizhu looked at Mu Ci's back and sighed.
She knew that the empress had many ideas, but the emperor was an emperor. If the empress did something to anger the emperor one day, the consequences would be disastrous.
When Mu Ci lay down, he turned to look at Dugu Liancheng.
As an emperor, he is competent. It is a blessing for the people of Daxia to have such a wise king.
If she was still hesitant before, now she suddenly understands that personal grudges are not as important as national affairs. Her brother is right to say that without a country, how can there be a home?
If something unexpected happens in Dugu Liancheng, the whole country will be in shock. Loulan and the Western Regions will also be ready to move and may send troops to attack Daxia at any time.
Just when she was thinking wildly, the sleeping Dugu Liancheng stretched out his hand in her direction and accurately pulled her into his arms.
Mu Ci leaned passively in his arms, unable to move.
Recently she seems to have gotten used to this embrace and is no longer as resistant as she was at the beginning, so sometimes getting used to it can be a scary thing.
When Mu Ci opened his eyes again, it was already dawn.
Sizhu came forward to help Mu Ci wash up. While Mu Ci was dressing up, she suddenly asked: "Do you think the emperor will be sad if Biqiao dies?"
No matter what Biqiao is, she is still a slave who has been with Dugu Liancheng for many years.
She also suddenly remembered this matter, because she couldn't see through Dugu Liancheng's thoughts. He seemed to have no expression for Biqiao's death. Was it because he didn't show his emotions, or because he didn't have much regard for Biqiao, a palace servant who had served him for many years?
